Part III
Chapter 43: A Friend in Need
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"Lady!" said one of them; "oh! she can wait; our business is very important,
besides we were in first, it is our right, and we shall stay in."
A droll smile came over Jerry's face as he shut the door upon them.
"All right, gentlemen, pray stay in as long as it suits you;
I can wait while you rest yourselves." And turning his back upon them
he walked up to the young woman, who was standing near me.
"They'll soon be gone," he said, laughing; "don't trouble yourself, my dear."
And they soon were gone, for when they understood Jerry's dodge they got out,
calling him all sorts of bad names and blustering about his number
and getting a summons. After this little stoppage we were soon on our way
to the hospital, going as much as possible through by-streets.
Jerry rung the great bell and helped the young woman out.
"Thank you a thousand times," she said; "I could never have got here alone."
"You're kindly welcome, and I hope the dear child will soon be better."
He watched her go in at the door, and gently he said to himself,
"Inasmuch as ye have done it to one of the least of these."
Then he patted my neck, which was always his way when anything pleased him.
The rain was now coming down fast, and just as we were leaving the hospital
the door opened again, and the porter called out, "Cab!" We stopped,
and a lady came down the steps. Jerry seemed to know her at once;
she put back her veil and said, "Barker! Jeremiah Barker, is it you?
I am very glad to find you here; you are just the friend I want,
for it is very difficult to get a cab in this part of London to-day."
"I shall be proud to serve you, ma'am; I am right glad I happened to be here.
Where may I take you to, ma'am?"
"To the Paddington Station, and then if we are in good time,
as I think we shall be, you shall tell me all about Mary and the children."
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